Chicago MMXII

I had a carrot cake doughnut once and it was okay. Buttermilk/old fashioned are my favorite kinds of doughnuts in general (after that French crullers and after that glazed) so I liked the one that Do-Rite (all day doughnut).

I wish I were into Twitter b/c it can be fun to read when funny people are writing, but for regular folks' writing, it feels like FB posts whittled down to their most mundane ("Why can't I find my sock?"). And I don't like the way replies and conversations work.

This detour has been nice for Groupon employees. The year long bus reroute created a stop directly in front of their door.

That reminds me Have you guys noticed that some big buildings have shuttle service for workers in that building? Groupon's building has that to and from the Metra, and the Blue Cross bulldog has some too. Pretty cool.

*This show is so fucking sexist it is almost no fun to watch. I keep hoping it gets a little less awful, and then Kirk will fight with a clone of himself (this happens like every third episode), and that is always hilarious and I think, "Okay, I can keep watching this." Then the next episode involves yet another plot about a woman who appears beautiful but is actually OLD and UGLY (read: they omit the eye make up, pop a plain wig on her, and make her look roughly my age), and is FOOLING men into popping BONERS for her which is a CRIME in SPACE FUTURE. Ma'am you are charged with four counts of CAUSING BONERS UNDER FALSE PRETENSES. We sentence you to looking 40 years old.

vulcans totally can't control their boners tho, as shown in TOS episode "amok time": "Seemingly embarrassed, Spock informs Kirk that his condition is called Pon farr, a syndrome that all Vulcan males painfully endure periodically throughout their adult life.[note 1] During this time, they must mate or die."

Yeah, but Pon farr is cyclical. In every day life, they can control their boners. In "Mudd's Women" one of, um, Mudd's women tries to rub up on Spock and he's just like :| and she comments on his self-control.